First up was the clay pigeons with the 12- and 20-gague shotguns. This was hard. I shot a whole box of shells before I finally hit one. And guns are heavy. My arms were getting quite tired and I think Mr. Breiling was getting tired of throwing those things up. He was even cracking jokes about my aim "Jenna, why don't you shoot and I'll throw it into the path." You can tell he had a good time. Sarah and Lindsay did way better than I did with the shotguns and clay pigeons.
Next was shooting the water jugs with the rifle (a Romanian SKS, I believe). This one held 10 slugs at a time so we each got 10 shots in a row. There were 5 water jugs total; 4 were in a line about 100 yards away and the 5th was out way past those. After Lindsay and Sarah shot their rounds and came up empty, I stepped up. Mr. Breiling told me my first shot was a little low so I re-aligned and bam - one water jug down and 4 to go! I think everyone was amazed that I was the first to hit one after the previous targets. Using up the rest of my slugs, I shot 2 more jugs including the one way far away. I was quite proud of myself and secretly very happy that I did well at something. It's also really cool to watch the water jugs explode and spray water everywhere when you shoot them. Lindsay and Sarah each got one of the other jugs.
The rifle set-up (we used the truck to help keep steady and we didn't use a scope) and here you can see how small the clay pigeons really are.
Lindsay and I with the rifle and the jugs that mostly I demolished.
We gathered up a lot of the clay pigeons we missed and shot some as targets on the hill (I knocked one over but didn't hit it and that's the closest anyone got) and then Mr. Breiling threw the rest up for Sarah and Lindsay. I wanted to end on a good note so I opted not to get frustrated and didn't do anymore pigeons.
And lastly, guns have a kickback. I was most scared of this and that I would fall down from it. But, I took it like a woman and let that gun knock me around (but not down on the ground). The picture below is like my badge of honor from an afternoon of shootin' guns. (I know it's supposed to hit more on my shoulder and I have a small bruise there but I think it kept rubbing on my arm where the bruise is). My other arm and shoulder is also sore. Shootin' guns is hard work!
And lastly, guns have a kickback. I was most scared of this and that I would fall down from it. But, I took it like a woman and let that gun knock me around (but not down on the ground). The picture below is like my badge of honor from an afternoon of shootin' guns. (I know it's supposed to hit more on my shoulder and I have a small bruise there but I think it kept rubbing on my arm where the bruise is). My other arm and shoulder is also sore. Shootin' guns is hard work!
